Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel.

Chapter 266: Zombies that can use thunder magic
The hoarse whispers echoed in the palace, exuding a chilling feeling.

A hint of ecstasy flashed across Gu Zhenxun's eyes, and he rubbed his hands subconsciously, saying repeatedly:
"Thank you, thank you! I will try my best to improve the quality of my blood slaves in the future!"

After saying this, he could no longer suppress his excitement and turned and left.

Chu Zheng didn't say anything else. He closed his eyes and quietly felt the changes in his body.

After the corpse shed its body, Chu Zheng's physical strength increased further, and his shoulder blades underwent changes, with signs of growing wings.

If a walking corpse grows wings, it will become a flying corpse.

When one reaches the realm of flying corpses, one can be considered to have reached the mastery of the zombie path and truly entered the path, which is the path of flying corpses.

Most of the zombies have reached this level before gradually developing intelligence, but Chu Zheng is naturally not one of them.

Not only that, after practicing the Qi-refining method, Chu Zheng's body has undergone many changes, the most significant of which is the compatibility with Yang Qi.

The walking corpses are yin, and the walking corpses with low cultivation are afraid of sunlight and are restricted by yang magic weapons, but Chu Zheng is not in this situation.

After refining Qi for a hundred days, his body underwent mysterious changes. Although he was still a walking corpse, he no longer had much rejection of Yang Qi.

The fusion of yin and yang is an absolutely superior method no matter which Taoist tradition it is.

The path of cultivation in the universe cannot escape the principles of the Five Elements and Yin and Yang. When one enters the realm of true immortality, there will also be the great calamity of the Five Elements and Yin and Yang.

Those who follow the extremely Yang path in martial arts usually have violent temperaments and thus age early.

The Qi refining method caused some strange changes on the zombies. In the short term, Chu Zheng could not distinguish the pros and cons of it.

However, he has also gotten used to it. Up to now, he has been practicing by feeling his way forward. Without the guidance of a master or elder, he has to take many detours.

After this corpse shedding, Chu Zheng's black hair turned into green hair, like a magical herb growing in the black soil. Each hair was crystal clear and smooth, and much more pleasing to the eye than before.

After absorbing all the blood and energy, Chu Zheng stood up and left the jade pool, sat cross-legged, and began to circulate the Qi in his body, while also starting to think about his next plans.

As his cultivation level improves, the help that Gu can provide him will become less and less, and he needs a new springboard.

It is impossible for the Gu family to keep up with Chu Zheng's growth, and it is impossible for him to spend his energy to support a noble family. It would not be worth it.

Moreover, this time, transforming into an incarnation to experience the calamity and dissipating the calamity energy is not Chu Zheng’s sole purpose.

This world is full of heaven and earth vitality. As long as he can find enough fragments of items, he will be able to raise his restorer level to level eight.

The eighth-level restorer is extremely important to his original body. At least it can allow him to regain the trump card that makes him almost immortal.

Moreover, if the restorer's level can be raised to level eight, repairing the immortal treasures would surely be much easier, and at least there would be no shortage of semi-immortal treasures.

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In a blink of an eye, three days have passed.

It was late at night, just after midnight, and the yin energy between heaven and earth was at its peak.

In front of the main hall is a spacious courtyard.

Chu Zheng sat cross-legged in the courtyard, slightly tilting his head back, drinking the moonlight hanging from the sky. To him, this was no less than nectar and was of great benefit to his cultivation.

A sound of footsteps came from outside the courtyard, and Gu Zhenxun hurried over with a somewhat solemn expression.

Chu Zheng slowly finished his training, stood up without saying a word, and looked at Gu Zhenxun.

"The time has come, please follow me."

Gu Zhenxun said something, turned around and left, appearing to be in a hurry.

Outside the courtyard, there were nearly a hundred figures standing scattered around, all of them were monks.

There are more than 400 people in the Gu family, but only 70 or 80 of them can provide combat capabilities.

Those in front of us now are the majority of the fighting force, and many of them are temporarily brought in to help.

Most of these people are haunted by evil spirits, and their methods of spiritual practice are inseparable from ghosts and gods.

Among them, there are only two cultivators whose cultivation has reached the third level. One of them seems to be Gu Zhenxun's elder. He has white hair and beard and his blood is weak.

The other person was Song Zhao.

Looking at Chu Zheng's green hair gleaming in the moonlight, Song Zhao's eyebrows jumped involuntarily. He subconsciously took a half step back and felt a chill in his heart.

In just two years, he completed a corpse metamorphosis and reached a higher level. Even for a body of extreme yin, this growth rate is still too astonishing.

This kind of thing is simply beyond the control of the Gu family, let alone him.

For a moment, he was worried. If a corpse demon of this level really became powerful and started killing people, no one knew how many people would die.

"Fellow Daoist Gu, are you sure that this beast will obey you?"

Song Zhao couldn't help but secretly ask, feeling uncertain: "If this corpse sees blood and goes crazy, the consequences will be disastrous."

It is impossible to determine how much intelligence a zombie of this level has, and its self-control is probably not very high.

Once entering the battle, there will inevitably be blood. Once stimulated by the blood, the ferocity will be aroused. With the power of the Gu family, it is difficult to suppress it, which is tantamount to playing with fire and getting burned.

"He is extremely intelligent, so he should be fine. Moreover, the knife has already reached his neck. If we don't take action now, the thousand-year-old foundation of the Gu family will be in jeopardy. We can only try our best to save the dying horse."

Gu Zhenxun said something in a voice transmission, and then changed the subject:
"Fellow Daoist Song has been helping Gu's company for a long time. If the situation becomes unstable tonight, you can leave on your own. I will never blame you."

After the rumor, Gu Zhenxun looked around, his expression solemn, and spoke in a deep voice:
"The Bai family is too bullying and is pressing us step by step. They are unwilling to give Gu family a chance to live. Today, success or failure depends on this one move. You have helped my Gu family out of this crisis and have helped me to become a better colleague. I will definitely reward you handsomely in the future!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he summoned a flag, which brought up gusts of cold wind and flew straight into the sky.

Dozens of streams of light followed closely behind him, heading straight out of the city.

Chu Zheng stopped for a moment, looking at the flowing lights in the sky, and fell silent for a while.

Gu Zhenxun seemed to have forgotten him. The walking corpses were born in the earth and could not fly before they grew wings. He also had no magic weapon now.

After a while, Chu Zheng took a step forward, and with a loud bang, he crushed the hundred-foot-long street, jumped out of the city in one step, and left a light green light in the night.

For now, Gu's company is still useful to him for the time being, so he can't just give up like that.

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Chu Zheng followed Gu Zhenxun's breath, and after about a moment, he came to a quiet canyon.

The canyon is over eighty miles long and wide, with a height of 1,500 feet, and strong winds are blowing at the mouth of the canyon.

When Chu Zheng arrived, the two groups were already in a standoff.

The cold wind was like a knife, making the clothes rustle.

Gu Zhenxun was looking around, and when he saw Chu Zheng appear, his eyes lit up, he breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a lot more confident.

Chu Zheng glanced at the many cultivators on the opposite side, his eyes sparkling with spiritual light, and he quickly understood the identities of these people. The city where the Gu family was located was called Huoyan City, which was rich in a type of mineral called red fire rock, which was a type of material for refining magic tools. Because of its abundant yang energy, it had a slight effect of suppressing yin gods and monsters.

There are only two aristocratic families in Huoyan City, one is the Gu family and the other is the Bai family.

The strength of the two families was originally not far apart, but the Gu family suffered a great disaster more than two hundred years ago.

In order to explore a large tomb left behind by an ancient powerful man, Gu gathered an elite team to look for opportunities, and then never returned.

The huge blow almost caused the Gu family to be unable to recover, and the talented people in the family were dwindled.

The Bai family has a population of over 700 people, and there are as many as six third-level cultivators in the family. The number of second-level cultivators is more than twice that of the Gu family.

Over the past two hundred years, the Bai family has been pressing forward step by step, swallowing up most of the Gu family's assets and almost forcing the Gu family into a dead end.

As a last resort, Gu Zhenxun began to think of another way and asked Song Zhao for help to raise such a zombie.

In order to make the corpse spiritual as soon as possible, Song Zhao even used a secret method to summon souls, hoping to attract a wandering soul. As a result, by accident, he summoned a wisp of divine consciousness from Chu Zheng's incarnation that had gone through tribulations.

Now, before the canyon, there are more than 270 members of the Bai clan, far superior to the Gu clan in both quality and quantity.

Comparing their apparent combat power, the gap between the two is quite huge.

"Bai Shizheng, if you lead your men to retreat today and return the mineral vein, I will let this go and not pursue the matter. How do you think?"

Gu Zhenxun took a deep breath and opened his mouth to negotiate, as if he was interested in negotiating, but his eyes were filled with coldness.

"Help me kill Bai Shizheng when you can. As for the rest of the Bai family, if you help me kill one more person, I will give you another 500 blood slaves!"

Gu Zhenxun's voice rang in Chu Zheng's ears, and his eyes immediately fell on Bai Shizheng.

He looked to be of medium build, in the prime of his life, less than forty years old, with cultivation reaching the third level, and he was dressed in white, which was a bit dazzling in the moonlight.

Chu Zheng's gaze stayed there for only a moment, and then he set his sights on the crowd behind Bai Shizheng. Among them, he felt a very strong aura, which had entered the fourth level.

Gu Zhenxun has obviously given it his all and the conditions he offered are quite generous. In fact, considering the current strength of the Gu family, supporting a thousand blood slaves is already a heavy burden.

Those medicinal foods that nourish qi and blood, when added up, become a considerable expense every month.

What's more, providing blood slaves to Chu Zheng would not bring much return in a short period of time, which was equivalent to only taking in and not giving out.

Chu Zheng didn't care. He walked slowly between the two groups of people and stared at Bai Shizheng with eyes as deep as a cold pond.

"The hair is like fireflies, and the body is covered with green light. This walking corpse has entered the fourth realm!"

"The sphenoid bone on the back is slightly raised, and wings are about to grow. I think it's not far from the flying corpse realm!"

Seeing Chu Zheng, many Bai family cultivators couldn't help but get a little agitated. The green-haired zombie was only one step away from becoming a flying corpse, and only someone with great supernatural powers could subdue it.

Seeing Chu Zheng, Bai Shizheng's eyes flashed with surprise, but then he sneered:
"Your Gu clan is making such a big fuss, raising blood slaves in a villa outside the city. Everyone knows that your clan has a rare zombie. How can I not be prepared?"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and looked at the crowd behind him: "Master Chongyun, please take action and kill this evil beast!"

The crowd parted, and a middle-aged Taoist priest came slowly towards them, holding a whisk in his hand. He was wearing a green Taoist robe, a pair of thick-soled cloth shoes, and a long beard that reached over his chest, looking like an immortal.

Seeing this person, Song Zhao's expression suddenly changed, and he whispered:

"Fellow Daoist Gu, we are in big trouble! This person is from the Divine Phoenix Dao's Chiyan Sect, named Ying Chongyun. He started out by slaying demons and monsters, and is quite famous. He has already entered the fourth realm a few years ago. Although this zombie has an extraordinary foundation, it has been cultivated for too short a time, so I am afraid it is not its opponent!"

Being in the same realm, the zombies will be greatly suppressed under the Taoism. What's more, Ying Chongyun is a cultivator of the Divine Phoenix Dao and is good at using fire, so his chances of winning are even slimmer.

Ying Chongyun was well-known in this area and he quickly calmed people's hearts. All the Bai family monks showed joy on their faces.

In contrast, many of the Gu family's cultivators all had pale faces and looked somewhat desperate.

"You are dreaming too much to think that you can change your fate by relying on this evil beast."

Bai Shizheng's mouth twitched slightly, his expression full of sarcasm:
“Master Chongyun is favored by the Taoist master and is well-known throughout the Shenhuang Dao. For him, this small corpse demon is no problem at all.

"After tonight, the Gu family is dead!"

Gu Zhenxun's heart trembled slightly, and he looked at Ying Chongyun with a dry tone:

"Master Chongyun, why do you want to help the Bai family?"

"I didn't come here for Bai's sake."

Ying Chongyun looked calm, looked at Chu Zheng, and shook his head slightly:
"I am a layman, I do not participate in the disputes between the noble families, I only come here to slay demons and monsters. This beast has become powerful, it may become a big trouble in the future, we must not let him stay."

"This..." Gu Zhenxun never expected that it was because of this reason.

While he was stunned, Chu Zheng had already walked slowly forward and stopped ten feet away from Ying Chongyun.

"You come to exorcise demons... are you strong enough?"

Chu Zheng spoke slowly, his tone cold and dry, like the friction of pig iron, extremely harsh:
"Retreat now, and I will spare your life today."

He was not really kind-hearted, but was concerned about the background of this Taoist.

Judging from the few words just now, this person's identity is obviously not the highest, and there may be a sixth-level, seventh-level, or even eighth-level powerful person behind him.

"What a rampant beast! I really can't let you go today!"

Ying Chongyun's face turned cold, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he attacked before he finished speaking.

hum-

A scarlet mirror emerged from his palm and rose into the sky, with roars echoing in the void.

The glazed mirror hung in the air, and its light suddenly became brighter, like a big sun, dispelling the night and casting down rays of divine light.

The hair all over Chu Zheng's body moved slightly as he bathed in the divine light of the sun. His muscles and bones trembled slightly, making bursts of explosive sounds, but he remained motionless.

Ying Chongyun's expression changed instantly. Any ordinary zombie would be almost instantly reduced to ashes when touched by the divine light emitted by his magic mirror.

Occasionally, some people with profound Taoism skills will be greatly suppressed, showing expressions of pain, and being stimulated to go crazy.

However, the zombie in front of him did not show the slightest discomfort, as if he was unaware.

Seeing this, a fierce look flashed in his eyes. He raised his finger to the sky, chanted a spell, and attracted a ray of thunder.

Boom——

Lightning flashed across the sky, causing a deafening roar of thunder.

"Your thunder technique is still a little lacking in quality."

Looking at the lightning gradually rising in the sky, Chu Zheng spoke lightly, and a ray of blazing lightning surged out from his fingertips and turned into thunder.

In an instant, Ying Chongyun's expression changed instantly, as if he had seen a ghost:

"How can you use thunder magic?!"

(End of this chapter)